Like a beacon in the mind of an ancestor.

My sleeping pattern still isn't fixed.  My forehead rash has mostly gone.  My oblivion character's journal has half as many entries as this blog after about 1/10 the time.  My life is awesome. 

Pretty much all I did between my last post and Thursday night/Friday morning was play Oblivion so I won't go into too much detail there (and that's also why there were no blogs). 

Friday was my last full day in Fylde 67/2/A31 so I spent hours and hours cleaning and tidying up and getting ready to come home.  My room wasn't too bad; nothing a few bottles of bleach couldn't fix.  The kitchen, on the other hand, was quite dire.  Now, I sort of understand the logic of not cleaning up while there are still people there to make a mess, but my flat mates had left it in such a state it was unreal.  Even the ones that left well before the end could have made some effort to make it less of a job for me.  The amount of food people had left because they couldn't be bothered taking it to the bins for me was ridiculous.  As fun as stories about cleaning kitchens are I'll let you use your imagination and just say that at the end it was pretty clean.  My room was spotless when my parents arrived yesterday.

My Aunt and Uncle also came just to have a look around the university.  My cousin wants to do maths when he finishes 6th form and with Lancaster being the best in the country after Oxbridge, and with me saying it's really good, he (or at least his parents) has been considering following in my footsteps.  Then I missed the part of the conversation about his antics at college but from what I gather he dropped one of his subjects and didn't even go to his other lessons and his parents didn't find out until parents evening at the end of the year.  So he's going to start A/S again in September and be a year behind where he could have been.  But he'll have to get his act together to get into Lancaster as no doubt the entry requirements will go up a fair bit now that we're so close to the top of the table. 

It's my mum's birthday today so I have to find the 14p card I bought from Card Factory and go out to the pub for a meal.  So just another Sunday at home.  Then I might have to go to the other pub and find out exactly what work I'll be doing for a decorator my dad knows.  Likely just steaming old wallpaper off and sanding down the wall ready for new wallpaper.  Or something along those lines.  Fun times.  But at least I won't have to speak to lots of people, I'll be getting paid and I'll have something more recent than 2006 to put in the Work Experience section of my CV. 

Since I'm at home and I've got access to the XBOX I've started Mass Effect again.  Oblivion can wait until the XBOX is far away.  I thought Mass Effect would annoy me when I started playing again but so far it has been loads of fun.  I'm level 10 (capped at 50) and I've only just become a Spectre.  When you become a Spectre the game starts properly, so I effectively got to level 10 before the end of the intro.